Fully surrounded
The ambush hit like a thunderclap. A camouflaged team, weapons gleaming, encircled Sarah’s crew with chilling precision. The air grew thick with tension as orders to raise hands echoed sharply. Sarah’s pulse pounded, her mind racing for a way out. Their remote location now felt like a trap, the isolation pressing in. The armed figures moved with calculated menace, their eyes locked on her crew. What had they stumbled into on this forsaken island?
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